Astonishing Power

"How dare you bully my mother!" A look of fury appeared on Wang Sheng's adorable little face.

Wang Sheng pushed his hands forward, and the Ki Blast flew back at an even faster speed than before. Under Raditz's disbelieving gaze, the blast exploded directly against his body.

Bulma was stunned at the sight. She remembered Wang Yang saying that because Wang Sheng was the product of their union, he possessed immense power. She hadn't known just how strong he was until this moment.

Five years ago, Wang Yang's strength was already formidable, and when Wang Sheng was born, his combat power had been exceptionally high.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Raditz endured his own Ki Blast, standing in mid-air, smoking and panting, glaring down with extreme rage.

"Damn you!" Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, staring at Raditz in the sky. His small body radiated a white light, and he clenched his tiny fists as he shot upward. He moved with such incredible speed that his hair stood straight back.

Beep! Beep!

Raditz's scouter in mid-air began to sound a constant warning.

"What? His combat power is rising? Two thousand... three thousand... five thousand!"

No one noticed that as the number five thousand appeared on Raditz's scouter, a mysterious, intricate pattern on the skin of Wang Sheng's back flickered with a golden light.

"Five thousand combat power? The scouter must be malfunctioning." Raditz stared at the frozen number on the display, shouting in disbelief. He refused to believe that a brat could possess such overwhelming power.

"Ah!"

Seeing the brat flying toward him, Raditz let out a shout and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Xiao Sheng!" Bulma watched the sky with worry.

Wang Sheng's small body, carrying immense power, surged right through Raditz's back in an instant, spraying a large mist of blood.

"This... this..." Krillin, down below, stammered in shock. He knew all too well how powerful Raditz was; a single Ki Blast from him had left both him and Master Roshi helpless.

As his forward momentum faded, Wang Sheng looked down and realized he was flying so high that the island below looked like a tiny black dot. He immediately began flailing in panic.

"Ah! Help! I don't know how to fly!"

"Krillin, catch Xiao Sheng!" Seeing her precious son falling from a thousand meters in the air, Bulma was terrified and hurriedly called for Krillin to help.

Krillin nodded, his bald head shining, and leaped high into the air to catch the panicked Wang Sheng, landing steadily on the ground.

Just then, a loud thud echoed as Raditz collapsed to the ground.

There was a massive hole in Raditz's chest, with blood pouring out. His mouth hung wide open, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

"I never thought that I, the great Raditz... would one day... be killed... by a brat."

"Don't get cocky... in one year... my companions will arrive... their strength far exceeds mine... they will avenge me... avenge me! It won't just be you... everyone on this planet... will be wiped out... ha... ha!" Raditz tremblingly raised a hand, pointing at Wang Sheng in Krillin's arms, his voice growing weaker.

As soon as Raditz finished speaking, his arm dropped to the ground. His eyes remained wide open, staring at the sky in resentment, motionless.

"Ah!" Bulma was terrified when she saw Raditz pointing at her son before he died.

"You weren't pointing at my son, you must have been pointing at Krillin, right!"

"..." Krillin looked at Bulma with a resentful expression.

"Hmph, you're so useless, you couldn't even beat that hateful Saiyan!" Bulma was very angry.

When a woman is angry, she is unreasonable; Krillin could only offer a bitter smile.

"Truly amazing!"

Krillin looked at Wang Sheng in his arms and sighed. He had trained diligently his whole life, yet he was no match for a four-year-old child.

"Are you hurt?" Bulma snatched Wang Sheng away, holding him in her arms and checking him over, terrified that he might be missing something.

"Wang Sheng, you're so cool!" Gohan ran over, looking at Wang Sheng with pure admiration.

"Haha!" Wang Sheng laughed and danced with joy.

"Don't be too happy yet; their companions will come to Earth in a year."

Just then, a voice rang out unexpectedly.

"Who's there?" Everyone turned around in unison.

"Ah!"

"King Piccolo!" Krillin and Master Roshi were struck as if by lightning, their faces pale with terror as the old fear of being dominated by King Piccolo returned.

Bulma hugged her son even tighter; with her husband away, she was terrified.

Gohan, however, looked curiously at the green-skinned man standing before them, his clothes tattered and his face covered in scars.

"Hey! Where exactly are Son Goku and Wang Yang?" Piccolo shouted at the group.

"They aren't on Earth!" Bulma stammered.

"What?" Piccolo was shocked, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. The evil Saiyans were coming in a year, and these two weren't on Earth? Did they expect him to be the one to resist them?

Damn it! He, the King Piccolo who aspired to rule the world, had actually become the pillar of defense against an evil invasion of Earth.

Piccolo gritted his teeth. This went against his entire worldview. He was supposed to be the Demon King; why was he being forced to be a savior?

The worst part was that he couldn't even win; he had just been beaten to a pulp by this guy named Raditz.

"These two brats have immense potential; I'm taking them to train." Piccolo picked up Gohan, then walked toward Krillin, intending to snatch Wang Sheng as well.

"You're planning to eat them, aren't you!" Krillin retreated in terror.

"You bastard! This Seat, King Piccolo, does not eat people! I am merely training them to resist the enemies coming in a year!" King Piccolo roared in fury at Krillin.

"Krillin, these two children possess immense power within them. With Wang Yang and Goku currently absent, they truly require a strict teacher like Piccolo." Master Roshi, wise with age, pondered for a moment before nodding.

"I disagree!" Seeing Master Roshi attempt to hand her child over to the evil King Piccolo, Bulma flew into a rage, punched Master Roshi on the head, leaving a massive lump, and clutched Wang Sheng protectively in her arms.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Master Roshi clutched his head with both hands.

"My Wang Yang has only gone into space to train; he will be back soon. When he returns, he will personally oversee Little Sheng's training!" Bulma snorted coldly.

"Hm?" King Piccolo watched as Wang Sheng clenched his fists and glared at him aggressively, once again sensing that power which made his entire body tremble.

"Hmph! If that's the case, then forget it!" King Piccolo snorted coldly, decisively choosing to play it safe as he grabbed Gohan and flew away rapidly. He feared that if he stayed any longer, this little brat might punch him too, and it wouldn't be fun to follow in Raditz's footsteps.

"Ah! Help me!" Gohan's panicked cries from above grew fainter and fainter.